Training Anal Angel, Day Two

Angel Allwood walks into her second day raw and already marked. They lock her into a stress position that twists her shoulders back until her spine screams. Nipples clamped tight to a bar above her head, the weights pulling them upward while she trembles. Every breath is a choice between fire in her chest or agony in her tits. Then the real work starts. She has to squat, thrust, hold, sweat through every repetition while the clamps bite harder each time she falters. When they let her down, it's straight to her knees. The men fuck her throat until spit runs down her tits in thick ropes, until mascara paints black streaks across her cheeks. One load hits her square in the face, another follows, and they leave it there, hot and sliding. Next they shove a massive plug into her ass and tell her to ride. Weights hang from her cunt, dragging her down onto the toy with every bounce. Her big tits swing, her ass strains, her thighs shake. She fights to keep going. By the time the real fucking starts, she's already wrecked. They bend her over, stretch her open, and hammer her ass until she's gasping, drooling, taking every inch like she was built for it. Angel wants to break. She also wants to prove she won't.